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[forsaken_bard]

A light, trilling melody danced in the air in Asmodean's chambers. Sitting on the edge of his bed, his fingers danced with the music on the flute. Lanfear would be here soon enough, and with that his playing would end for a time

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[nights_daughter]

Today, she has apparently chosen a more formal method of arrival, preceded into the room by a servant who curtsies deeply before leaving them.

"Good evening, Asmodean."

[forsaken_bard]

With a small sigh, he lowered the flute from his lips, setting it gently on the bed. His head held high as he studied the stunning woman in white. No such luck to avoid her disturbing his playing.

"To you as well, Lanfear."

[nights_daughter]

Unhurriedly, she walks further into the room, watching his face. Her long hair is loose down her back tonight, almost brushing the silver-worked belt around her waist.

"I recieved a rather interesting message today," she says, after a pause.

[forsaken_bard]

Tilting his head, he inquired of her curiously. Now, what could have been so very interesting that she felt the need to share it with him?

"Oh?"